[Comprehensive] On the Perfect Fusion of Lucky E and European Emperor

"Pu Liu came a few days ago? Why don't you stay with him for a while?"

The first thing Gu Zhilan did when he returned to Wanhua was to visit Weiming, whom he regarded as his younger brother, in Taniguchi. There was no need to do anything else, just look at some small ornaments in the house that obviously did not match Weiming's temperament It was then that Weiming's little tail stuck to Chunyang Palace came again.

"Sister Lan also knows his temperament—with such a goal hanging, how can he be stable." Weiming was not worried about Pu Liu at all, and flipped through the exquisite and precious paper books in his hand absently.

"Such a goal..." Gu Zhilan couldn't help but sigh when thinking of the grievances between the Jingxu lineage of Chunyang Palace and the other lines, "Although Daoist Qi Jin's strength is outstanding, Pu Liu's temperament is not particularly impulsive. It’s good to have such a goal with his talent.”

Although she also knew that Qi Jin's temperament was jealous and he dared to take responsibility, but in the end, she was closer to the big puliu in her heart - and she didn't have much to say about the internal affairs of Chunyang Palace.

"Yeah." I don't know if I listened to it, but when Weiming nodded his head and closed the book, he still looked thoughtful, "Sister Zhilan, do you think... the world is still stable?"

"Why do you suddenly care about this?" Gu Zhilan paused slightly, but quickly continued as if nothing had happened.As far as she is concerned, she doesn't really want to disturb Weiming's current peaceful life with those disturbing things, but if she wants to deliberately deceive...she can't do it either.

"At any rate, I know what the people in Gu Zhong are up to. Sister Zhilan, don't underestimate me." Wei Ming shook the wheelchair and turned around to look at Gu Zhilan with a chuckle.

"It's just that they are all villains. Now that the sage is wise and has loyal ministers to assist, there is nothing wrong with it." Even though she said so, Gu Zhilan was sure that there was a storm in her heart, and she probably didn't even know it.

After all, Gu Zhilan knew a thing or two about Xuanjia Cangyun's tragic experience.

"That's it..." Weiming nodded meaningfully and chuckled, not intending to directly ask Gu Zhilan if he also looks forward to He Qinghaiyan and Shengshi Taiping—because he knows the answer without asking him, and he understands it clearly. Maro would feel the same way.

Then why do you have to wait until now to ask two irrelevant questions?Weiming doesn't quite understand, but he doesn't care to delve into what kind of state of mind he is in.

Obviously, he has already started to prepare, and asking again will not change his decision.

"Sister Zhilan, I want to go out for a walk." After making up her mind, Weiming stopped hesitating. Maybe it wasn't an overly righteous thought, but she was also a little tired because she didn't want to wait any longer. "First go to Chang'an, and then you should You can go to Yangzhou via Luoyang."

15 years, much longer than the time he and Indra have been together.

It feels like I have really re-experienced a part of my life, which is different from the previous copies.

"Why so suddenly..." After thinking about it, Gu Zhilan realized that he had no reason to stop him. Weiming had never concealed his spiritual power and special ability, and he was from the lineage of the Artisan for so many years. The disciple took care of Weiming, constantly researched the function of the wheelchair at night, and even the reason for his lack of mobility was somewhat unreasonable at this time, "Okay, you decided to say hello after you decided, instead of asking for our help." Opinion!"

"Because I've only heard about it all the time, and sometimes I want to go and see it for myself... Besides, neither sister Zhilan nor Amalo will object, will they?" Because I care, I absolutely don't He will talk about Weiming's legs.

"It's always a bunch of fallacies that make it hard to argue." Gu Zhilan shook his head, but he really didn't intend to object, "It's okay to go, it just happens that Jin Xi has nothing to do recently, so let him go with you. "

"Jin Xi..."

"Don't refuse. With the precision of your current chair, even a good carver can make almost the same parts, but...do you know how to assemble it?" Gu Zhilan would not be able to reason. People may object, "The more sophisticated something is, the more troublesome it will be if something goes wrong. It's better to bring a knowledgeable person, just in case."

"……it is good."

"So you just sold me out like this?!" Dong Jinxi accompanied Weiming all the way, until they stopped in Chang'an before insinuating and using various means. Weiming learned that he was going out suddenly. The reason——it was only after walking such a long distance that he knew the reason for going out, and he had no one left. I have prepared several sets..." Perhaps because of being suspicious of her craftsmanship, Dong Jinxi, who didn't talk much before, started chattering endlessly.

"...My son travels thousands of miles and my mother is worried, you have to understand." Weiming was silent for a long time, and finally squeezed out this sentence from between his teeth to interrupt Dong Jinxi, and he simply stopped talking about technical details. End words.

"Where did your mother come from..." Dong Jinxi couldn't stop the car when he said that he was so happy for a while, but when he came back to his senses, he had already said such hurtful words.

Fortunately, Weiming seems to really no longer care about the bloody and terrible experience, and there is no fluctuation at all, still sighing softly and helplessly: "Elder sister is like a mother, I don't understand such a reason, it seems that you and some Dealing with agencies really feeds EQ to IQ."

"EQ? IQ... what is that?"

"That's not important. In any case, I'll trouble you." For the sake of appeasing Gu Zhilan's worries, Weiming actually felt a little sorry for pulling Dong Jinxi out. With the arrangement prepared, the apology deepened.

It's just not enough to make Weiming change his mind.so……

"But don't worry, it won't take you much time."

"Hun Dan Weiming, I'd rather you delay my time a little longer—you f/m get back!" When I woke up, I couldn't find Weiming, and even other people had never seen such a thing. Dong Jinxi, the obvious target, was completely blown up.

Unaware that Dong Jinxi, who was born in the valley of great temperament, was forced to swear completely by himself, and Weiming hid in a sufficiently secluded room in Chang'an City, which was found by the paper-made man-shaped god who secretly sent out. He sneezed, wiped his hands calmly and continued to pick up a pen to write and draw on the prepared paper.

How to go to Yangzhou via Luoyang was a lie from the beginning.The unnamed target... From the very beginning, there was only Chang'an.

"What a miserable future."

Weiming stopped writing, and the ink blots were still at the moment when the Anshi Rebellion broke out. Even if there were only a few short sentences in the history that had no impact on him, Weiming finally felt the heart-wrenching tragedy and tragedy between the lines. .Empty and dazed, Weiming temporarily stopped the urge to continue writing, to write down all the history he remembered, put down the pen and pushed the wheelchair to the other corner of the room.

This is a small underground house with no windows and no beautiful view of Wanhua, but Weiming feels that she is more at ease staying there than Wanhua has been for many years.It's just that you can't summon the shikigami in the shikigami record, you can only make a dummy out of paper yourself, which is very inconvenient to use temporarily.

"Whether Uchiha Madara or Senjujuma can do this kind of thing better than me—by the way, Indra should be added." Weiming sighed, and when he mentioned the name of the last person , the corner of his mouth couldn't help showing a smile that he didn't even notice.

There was no one in the empty room, Weiming silently took out the tripods made for him by the same disciple of Gongsheng from the Qingrong Hundred Flowers Bag, slowly bent down and fixed them on his two legs respectively, The knees are dropped as an alternative to propping up a weak lower leg.

Standing up, the sharp pain that has been dealt with but still can't be completely discarded came from the position where the leg was in contact with the tripod, bit by bit, it seemed to be getting into the unknown bone, forcing him to pass through. There was already a fine layer of cold sweat on his forehead.

It's not self-torture, Weiming just understands that he doesn't have much time left... and also knows that with his political literacy, it is impossible to solve any possible signs of the Anshi Rebellion from above the court.

So the only choice left to him is to use strength to overcome cleverness-in this way, it is not appropriate to live a leisurely life in a wheelchair.

Huge spiritual power turned into strange thought power and covered Chang'an City little by little. The spiritual power practice that had never been let go in the past 15 years finally showed terrible results at this moment. Weiming could even clearly see a person. He came on horseback with a huge box, and the guards at the gate of the city opened the gate for him very accustomed to it, allowing him to gallop on his horse and bring his things to the palace to report back.

Everyone knows that it is only the result of Concubine Yang's liking for lychees.

"Tang Xuanzong, Concubine Yang—no, it should be Yang Guozhong, Li Heng..." Weiming was stimulated by the pain and made his thoughts spin quickly. He walked to another low table and sat down. He took out all kinds of materials and utensils that he never left to make eyeshadow from the package, and he skillfully manipulated them with a chuckle, "An Lushan, Shi Siming..." Names came out from Wei Ming's mouth one by one, but The way he modulates the eye shadow is more and more meticulous.

"I can only use some brutal means to directly take your lives... I just don't know if Li Tan is really qualified to become a generation of enlightened masters like the history books say." Weiming said to Li Tang The royal family didn't understand it, so they could only make a decision based on a few words in the history books.But he has no plans to change his plans.

Under the stimulation of emotional spiritual power, the mixed materials gradually began to undergo strange changes. Unnamed watched them merge a little bit and finally turned into a gorgeous, cold and strange color, provoking a little bit slowly. Wiping it on the back of the hand, the redness against the white back of the hand was even more dazzling, but Weiming suddenly smiled slowly.

"Sure enough, this kind of red is more suitable for you than blue and black, Indra." Weiming muttered to himself, raised his hand and carefully hid the small box of tasteless eye shadow that was just made in the box with sealing technique. in the palm.

Missing will only be revealed once, and after that, before Weiming completes his plan, he will not spend his thoughts on this matter and this person again.But he didn't know that in the courtyard that was almost turned into stillness, leaving only darkness and nothing to see, someone raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

"When are you still struggling with this... If you want to gamble on a game by changing the fate of the country, you must have the awareness to fight it—"

"—Unnamed."

But this person also didn't realize that at that moment, something overlapped with his voice.

The author has something to say: Weiming’s preparations actually started before Pu Liu told him what he said, but whether it is really done is another matter.

Getting to the point so soon, I hope it won't feel too rushed.